I shouldn’t be blogging. I should be writing. No, they’re not the same thing.
More to the point I should be writing or at least working on Forever but I have got stuck again. Shocking, I know. This project is in trouble; real trouble and I think this is last chance saloon for it. If I can’t get myself back on track soon it will be time to move on to something new. Blogging about it is a way of organising my thoughts on what might be wrong. Sometimes you just need to talk through things whilst your fingers try to unpick the knots.
What, you may ask*, is the problem?
Well, as near as I can tell, the structural changes I tried to make are too dramatic and break the perfectly acceptable layout of the first draft. This points towards the original story design (despite the fact it wasn’t designed) having a premise that I am mangling by jiggling things around. (Still with me?) Anyway, that seems to be it but now I am not sure what the premise is anymore.
This is dangerous shifting sand for me and if you’d have described me being in this situation twelve months ago I’d have laughed. Forever was the one I knew about, The Scarred God was the one I worried about, that I struggled to articulate to others. Now it’s the other way round. TSG is about death, life and the paradox of belief. It’s also about a kick ass heroine who refuses to be a victim, just so you know I haven’t disappeared completely up my own posterior. I used to say Forever was about love and certainly it is a theme but I don’t think it’s at the heart of the story anymore.
Oh, I think I may have it…
Yep, definitely onto something. I’ll report back later.
* You may of course not a care at all. It’s your call.